Vienna is cold, and dark, and sad. It is laid out as though for a royal parade; the streets are wide and they're flanked by monumental buildings, decorated with the faces of angry gods. And on the roof are statues of national heroes, wielding weapons of destruction.
I never spend my time doing anything I'll have to do again tomorrow.
Any film is at least better than real life.
You don't have to do anything.
God is so angry. All that power, and so mean with it.
The war between the sexes is the only one in which both sides regularly sleep with the enemy.